Sinful Mates 1-3 novel Chapter 18

　　“Sorry,” I mumbled. Embarrassed. What hell is wrong with me? I can’t believe, I just touched my boss like that. Stepping out of the elevator, I ran to my desk trying to keep my distance. I clearly wasn’t in the right headspace. Something in me keeps calling out for them, making me react in ways I normally wouldn’t. Tobias walked into his office and Theo his own as well, like nothing happened. Maybe I imagined it. Could it really be all in my head?

　　The day moved by slowly. I found myself ticking down the minutes, waiting to finish up. I had a wicked hangover which wasn’t really helping. I just wanted sleep. Lunch time was approaching, and I decided to go and buy my lunch with the twenty dollars in my account, seeing as it looked like I would be carpooling to work for a while. I made my way down to the foyer.

　　Walking down the street towards the café on the corner, I stopped at the ATM to withdraw what was left in my account. The atm dispersed the twenty dollars, the receipt printing out straight after. I usually throw the receipt without looking, knowing there is never anything left in it. Though this time it caught my eye. My entire pay was in my account. I got paid weekly, and usually there was nothing left by this time of the week. Panicking, I rip out my mobile and ring the hospital, not needing the late payment fee, knowing if the payment is late next week, I will literally have not a cent left to my name.

　　Dialling the hospital number which I now know off the top of my head, I waited till I managed to get a hold of the reception. The voice of a chirpy woman answered. “Mater Hospital, how may I direct your call?”

　　I told her my predicament and asked her to check my direct debit. I could hear her tapping away at her computer.

　　“Ma’am your account has been paid in full. There is no outstanding amount to be paid.”

　　“Are you sure? Can you check it again please?”

　　I heard her sigh before answering. “This is Imogen Riley, yes? Can you give me your date of birth again please?”

　　“Yes, the 15th of August 1995.” I heard her type my information in again. “Ma’am, your account has been paid in full and is closed. It is definitely the right account.”

　　“Does it say who paid it?” I had a fairly good idea but didn’t want to jump to conclusions.

　　“Kane and Madden Industries.”

　　“That son of a bitch.”

　　“Excuse me?”